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"Host! Ye Jiuyuan was caught by the sect master."
Suddenly, a startled and anxious voice came from Shen Yishi's consciousness, "Stop watching the show and hurry up and save people. If you don't save people, things will get serious. Do you want to go back and start over?" "
As soon as 0011 finished speaking, Shen Yishi narrowed his eyes and disappeared in the next second, blocking the attack of the sect leader for Ye Jiuyuan and saving the person.
The appearance of Shen Yisheng attracted everyone's attention, and everyone looked at him in unison.
Shen Yishi, who was flying down with Ye Jiuyuan in his arms, seemed to be about to fly away. He was as beautiful as a dream and intoxicating. In this serious scene, many people could not help but feel moved by Shen. It was an amazing time.
The sect leader frowned and stood with his hands behind his back, his serious and rigid face a bit ugly, "Junior brother, why did you stop me? Ye Jiuyuan is a demon, and everyone will kill him if he finds it."
Shen Yishi didn't take it seriously, curled his lips, and smiled evilly. The evil taste poured out from the corner of his mouth in an instant, "Well, what next?"
The sect leader was confused by Shen Yisheng¡¯s words, ¡°What next?¡± Then he would kill Ye Jiuyuan and nip the danger in the cradle.
The remnants of the demon clan must be killed, otherwise, all living beings will be devastated.
Shen Yishi's long and narrow eyebrows were gleaming with a chuckle. He ignored the sect master's ugly expression, and his shining eyes fell on Ye Jiujin, "Disciple, why don't you come here quickly? Do you want to be my master and greet you?"
Ye Jiujin still cared about the original owner. Seeing Shen Yisheng appear, his eyes struggled and panicked, fearing that Shen Yisheng would be disappointed and disgusted with him. At this time, when he heard Shen Yisheng let him go, he nervously twitched his fingers, but he still obeyed. walked over.
"Master." Ye Jiujin was uneasy, lowering his eyes and not daring to look at Shen Yoshi.
Ye Jiuyuan was afraid that Shen Yisheng would punish his little sister, so he knelt in front of Shen Yisheng regardless of his injuries, "Master, I was the one who injured everyone. It has nothing to do with my sister. If you want to punish me, then punish me."
Shen Yishi smiled lowly, with seductive arcs forming at the corners of his mouth, and his whole person was full of enchantment and charm.
He ignored Ye Jiuyuan's admission of mistake, and kept his gentle but serious eyes on Ye Jiujin.
He asked: "Ye Jiujin, do you know you were wrong?"
Ye Jiujin heard Shen Yishi's question and subconsciously knelt down, "Disciple knows his mistake."
"Oh?" Shen Yishifeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a hint of stunning color at the end of his eyes, which easily attracted people's hearts. "Tell me, what's wrong?"
Ye Jiujin bit her lip, her face a little pale, "Disciple shouldn't mess around, and shouldn't hurt my brother."
"Wrong." Shen Yisheng shook his head, bent down and approached Ye Jiujin, and touched her head when her face turned pale, "It's not that you were wrong for being silly, or that you were wrong for causing your brother, you are wrong. The mistake is that you have forgotten the purpose of your spiritual practice for a man, the mistake is that you have to live and die for a man, and you have lost yourself, the mistake is that you have lost your mind for the sake of love, and that man is not as good as you in every way and does not love you."
Shen Yishi sighed softly, "Do you know that you have disappointed me so much? How can my disciple be willing to be humble?"
Ye Jiujin's body trembled, and pain and guilt flashed across his downturned face, "Master, I know I was wrong, it was my fault, but I couldn't control myself, it was my disciple"
As she spoke, Ye Jiujin cried, and the painful sound of sobbing annihilated what she wanted to say the moment it left her throat. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com